A song and the night

A reason to live,

Is it so hard to find?

Talking to self, wandering about,

Restless ,listless,

And forbidden moments I've left behind.

They now whisper,

My thoughts speak to me,

Seeking the way, speaking asides,

Countless, speechless,

Ghosts I see, a deep frost in me.

Rhythm now deserts,

And those words I forget,

What is faith or was it hope,

Faithless ,Reckless,

A song and a day are but long to forget.

Fool of the bargain

False the heavens have been,
Your gods , they lie ,
A summer but I have seen.
A few doors away I was,
Or was I so far,
Yes I looked the other way,
Yes I fought another war.
But the day a man looks back,
All to naught been shrunk,
All the houses bought,
That day he knows,
The value of a wink
And a second thought.
The doors are now barred,
In graves the past interred.
Off winter do heart's flee,
And the lonenly heart sings,
No fires do my eyes see,
In cold do I sleep without,
Yes I have paid my fee.